In the second year of Chongzhen, the fifth day of September.

Wang Zezhi took 30,000 elites out of Xinpingbao and went eastward.

After he left, all the arrangements he had arranged began to play a role, and the entire Datong Mansion was like a huge machine, running in an orderly manner.

"My lord, walk for three days and you will arrive at the grazing land of the Yongshao tribe."

The Yongshao tribe has been crippled by Lin Dan Khan, and those who remain here are the Yongshao tribe who surrendered to Wang Zezhi.

After these people followed Wang Zezhi, they had tea to drink, grain to eat, iron pots, and salt to eat.

They are accustomed to this kind of life, and they have no threat or fear for Wang Zezhi's team.

Leading the way was the people of Yeh, Naruh.

No one but him could see the direction in the endless steppe.

He looked around at the terrain and returned to pray.

"The Yongshao people are our people, don't disturb them." The king ordered.

"Yes." The herald received the order, and the diffusion order went.

In the second year of Chongzhen, the eighth day of September.

Wang Zezhi's army officially entered the depths of the Yongshao Pastoral Land, and the people here recognized Wang Zezhi's banner and the attire of his sergeants.

This is because some of their clansmen are soldiers under Wang Zezhi's command.

"Guests from afar, you must be thirsty, please taste the mare's milk tea carefully boiled by the host here." When they passed by a yurt, the owner came out with a bowl of milk tea.

Wang Ze got off the horse, stepped forward to take the milk tea and drank it all.

"We still have to hurry, so we won't disturb the owner of this place." Wang Zezhi finished drinking milk tea and wiped his mouth.

"Ah, that's a shame." The hospitable yurt owner took the tea bowl that Wang Zezhi had drunk, stretched his neck and looked around.

When a group of Mongolian sergeants passed by, he waved his hands excitedly.

"Hey, hey, wait, wait, bring this leg of mutton, my child." While chasing, this Yong Shao Bu's father cut off a leg of mutton and hung him on a sergeant's horse.

"Abu, I'm on a mission, you can keep the leg of lamb and eat it yourself." The sergeant secretly glanced at Wang Zezhi in fear, and hurriedly threw the leg of mutton to his father.

"This kid, then I'll wait for you to come back and eat." The father hugged the leg of mutton and watched the procession move away.

Wang Zezhi got on his horse and said hello to him and continued to move forward.

"I've got to get them back alive."

Wang Zezhi looked around and looked at the faces of the sergeants, these people were the children of their parents, the fathers of their children, he couldn't let these people all die in Liaodong.

The clansmen in Yongshao's non-pastoral land are all Wang Zezhi's people, and there is no danger in marching here, and it can be said that the road is unimpeded.

In the second year of Chongzhen, September 15.

Wang Zezhi made a detour to the north, and then to the east, and arrived at the former Chahar tribe's pastoral land.

There are still tribes of all sizes and tribes living here, most of which have taken refuge in Huang Taiji.

Wang Zezhi didn't want to startle the snake, so he stationed at the edge of the Huang River valley and sent Xiao Liuzi's soldiers and horses out to investigate the situation of the Har Department.

One is to investigate the situation in these tribes, and the other is to find a safe way to move on.

War is all about logistics, and without modern roads and means of transportation, everything becomes extremely difficult when you go out on a campaign.

Therefore, Wang Zezhi had to be careful.

Fortunately, he had arranged enough supply points in advance, otherwise the food of these soldiers and horses would have become a huge problem just a few thousand stone a day.

In addition to grain and horse feed, Wang Zezhi also arranged a lot of artillery.

In total, there were thirty cannons in redcoats, a hundred cannons in furlongs, and ammunition baggage.

This road is not only dragged by cars and horses, but also has to be carried by people when encountering mud puddles and difficult places.

If it weren't for the weight of these artillery loads, he would have gone to Chahar's pasture long ago.

Now it's summer again, and the cool department is unbearable, not only the sergeants need to rest, but also the war horses are a little unbearable.

There happened to be a supply point in the place where Wang Zezhi was stationed, and the cooks in charge of cooking in the team immediately took action and began to bury the pot and make rice.

In Wang Zezhi's army, there are battalion commanders in charge of 10,000 people, company commanders in charge of 1,000 people, platoon commanders in charge of 100 people, and squad commanders in charge of 10 people.

Each squad leader had a wagon in his hand, which was used to load heavy grain and grass.

In addition to this, each platoon is accompanied by a logistics team of ten people.

These people are also sent to the supply point in advance, and they are responsible for taking care of the supply point when the supply point is in place, and when the large team arrives, they are added to the team as logistics soldiers.

This is a necessary type of military in addition to the establishment of troops.

They usually cook and feed the horses.

The logisticians got busy and began to cook.

In a short time, the aroma filled, and the meal eaten by the sergeants was ready.

The grain that Wang Zezhi put in the supply point included noodles, rice, and dried meat.

According to Wang Zezhi's arrangement, the broth was boiled with jerky or pork rind, and then some food was made with noodles and boiled inside.

These dried meats are well stored and can last for about three months.

The ground noodles and rice, as long as they are not drenched with rainwater, can also be stored in a dry place for about three months.

By the time the sergeants set up camp, the logisticians had already prepared their meals.

The soldiers of each department, led by their own platoon commanders, lined up to receive food.

"Hiss~Ah, this is a bit of a mutton steamed bun." Wang Zezhi ate a bowl of hot broth and boiled noodles, and lay comfortably on the fur.

"Hey, noodles are noodles, they can't be compared to steamed buns, I'll make a steamed bun with you next time." Wang Zezhi's cook said with a smile.

"It's too troublesome to make steamed buns, make a flatbread for me next time."

It's really too troublesome to make steamed buns, you have to mix the noodles, ferment them, and steam them, and it's easier to make flatbread.

That night, at the bonfire outside Wang Zezhi's big tent, Wang Zezhi, Yang Guo, and Xiao Liuzi gathered together, and the firelight shone from time to time, shining on the faces of the three people.

"Now standing in front of us is the ten thousand households of the Keshiten Division, which originally belonged to the tiger squatting rabbit, and now it has been surrendered to Huang Taiji.

Therefore, there are some golden cavalry in their tribe watching them, and if we want to advance, we must eradicate this department, and we must not let the news leak out.

If you want to fight, you must use the momentum of thunder to defeat them and not give them the slightest chance to react. ”

"The sentinel under the command of the last general found that the leader of the Keshten tribe was in this camp, and there were more than 8,000 elite cavalry under his command, more than 30,000 people from the rest of the subordinate tribesmen, and hundreds of golden cavalry.

Among the more than 30,000 tribesmen, there are many young and strong, and it is not known whether they are warriors or not. ”

Xiao Liuzi said.

"The last general heard that this Sono Mu is the head of the Keshteng order, this person is a fierce general under the command of the Tiger Squatting Rabbit, who fights fiercely and often plunders me towards the border."

Yang Guo said.

"The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, let's treat them as if they also have 30,000 people, and now we will arrange tactics.

I decided to open the whole army tomorrow and place the artillery on their west side, and our light and heavy cavalry crossed and raided, and under the cover of artillery, launched an attack from the south, and I took the musketeers to the east to block their eastward path to report the news.

When the artillery rang out, the whole army attacked, routed them in one fell swoop, and drove them to the Khalkha department in Mobei.

As soon as they entered the borders of the Khalkha Ministry, we retreated, gathered the prisoners and escorted them back, and the army continued to advance. ”

"Order."

"Yes."